Caley and the Whisk

As I think I said before (but I will say it again as I think its very clever),"Nature abhors a vacuum and so do my cats!" So, when I pull out the vacuum, while Scruffy slowly trudges away (he has his pride, after all), Caley runs like a frightened schoolgirl.

But, here's the weird thing. Whenever I get out my whisk, Caley freaks! I doubt her previous owners beat her with one, but at the sight of it, she runs and hides. I inevitably find her crouching behind some piece of furniture a couple hours later, still shaking in fear...